Follow me down in the pit.
There's blood on my hands, and the tears on my lips.
I did not believe what you claimed to be.
But the murder of you it was the murder of me.
Oh Lord, won't you send down the pain?
I'm ready to suffer again.
I don't know why I bother to pray.
My knees grow so weak, my head starts to sway.
The room fills with fire, shadows do howl.
The paint on the walls, boy, it all starts to curl.
Oh Lord, won't you send down the pain?
I'm ready to suffer again.
Tell me Lord. Tell me now.
When will it end? When will it end?
Look at the filthy lives we all lead.
We just open wounds exposed to Thee.
Mercy I beg, but mercy from who?
Satan won't have me, and neither will You.
And everything ends just as it began, with the half-hearted prayer of a weak worthless man.
Oh Lord, won't you send down the pain?
I'm ready to suffer again.
Tell me Lord. Tell me now.
When will it end? When will it end?
Look at the filthy lives we all lead.
We just open wounds exposed to Thee.
Lord won't you send down the pain?
There's blood on my hands, and the tears on my lips.
I did not believe what you claimed to be.
But the murder of you it was the murder of me.
Oh Lord, won't you send down the pain?
I'm ready to suffer again.
I don't know why I bother to pray.
My knees grow so weak, my head starts to sway.
The room fills with fire, shadows do howl.
The paint on the walls, boy, it all starts to curl.
Oh Lord, won't you send down the pain?
I'm ready to suffer again.
Tell me Lord. Tell me now.
When will it end? When will it end?
Look at the filthy lives we all lead.
We just open wounds exposed to Thee.
Mercy I beg, but mercy from who?
Satan won't have me, and neither will You.
And everything ends just as it began, with the half-hearted prayer of a weak worthless man.
Oh Lord, won't you send down the pain?
I'm ready to suffer again.
Tell me Lord. Tell me now.
When will it end? When will it end?
Look at the filthy lives we all lead.
We just open wounds exposed to Thee.
Lord won't you send down the pain?